Hora Mais Fria
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Hora Mais Fria
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Quando o mais fundo que se vê ainda não é o mais fundo que se chega
No abrigo familiar alguém segura uma arma na sua cabeça
Só deitado ao chão se enxerga a realidade que
Passa na superfície e se afasta como uma lembrança
Que não sabe se se viveu ou sonhou
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